It's come to this
You should have kept that one to yourself, Toph. Because Marco’s going to fire you when he hears that you drink Starbucks.
Starbucks needs a “drinks only” line.
I can appreciate that Starbucks needs to sell a bunch of crappy foodstuffs to stay profitable, but I’m tired of always being stuck behind five people who must order their breakfast through a haphazard series of pointing followed by a game of twenty questions to complete the transaction. Even if everyone involved woke up today as a native English speaker with some level of experience with Earth in 2009, by the time you’re midway through a food order at Starbucks those seemingly human bodies of the customers have been possessed by aliens from Jupiter and the staff member by the spirit of Sacajawea. Communication? Ha! Jesus, a pan-dimensional crisis is more likely than that food being prepared in the manner those awkwardly feisty Jupiterians wanted.
Just give me my fucking coffee while you sort that shit out.
I love being pissed off about stupid stuff. It’s the epitome of being a New Yorker, I think. I’m completely serious though, I enjoy it. Great for finding topics to blog about.
